The Fangyuan Garden in Chang 'an City was bustling with people every day, and its doors were always crowded. Even though it was repeatedly restrained by the county magistrate Li Youzhen, it still stood firm. When the world came to pay homage, He Weifang, the master of Fangyuan, was entrusted with the mission at a critical moment. He bloomed peonies in the wind and snow, fully showcasing the national beauty and splendor, and his reputation soared for a time. The dream of getting rich through business was about to come true, but suddenly I heard that my mother had passed away
